Understanding

The largest one consumes,
And sets the pace on fire,
While the race is on,
It cannot help but, admire.


What a world we live in,
And this one, we see,
It's half empty, 
And makes us bleak.


So, we rummage and plough,
Till everything is settled,
Or till something is found,
Into which we are nestled.


Solitary, but most times together,
Building new places,
Creating what is to be,
And what makes us better.


And while imagining, 
We close our eyes and often discover,
That impossibilities seem battered;
But, impossibilities, now they,
Are what will make us matter.